The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1887-11-25


bounty. The baron was frantic.
lie confronted his nephew the next
morning, and the coward owned up
70 enough to make the old man for
bid his entering the house again.
Search for Miss Holme had been
frul;less. 1t is marvellous that you,
OF all people, should have found
her out and fallen in love.D
81 didn't say l had fallen in love, :"
said Philip, testify.
"No, but Your appearance iudi-
Gates the fact. l shall telegraph
her uncle as soon as we reach civil
ization; the old baron will he over
joyed."
1t has been a hot day, uncom.
monty so for late September, and
Orna Holme, trudeing along the
dusty road homeward, feels weary
and heartsick.
Teaching country children is
hardly congenial oceupapation for
a girl brought up as an heiress, aud
this day had been AN unusually
wearisome one.
Mrs. Dean meets her at the door.
"Ihere is a gentleman in the sit
ting room waiting for yOu,' SHE
says; and Orna, her heart hutter-
ing strangely with the hope that it
may be Philip Cainck, enters the
room, and contrOnts her uucle.
"Uucle OBJ, Uncle p
she is clasped in his arms, and
toileht OF tears keep back all fur
lher words.
Having grown calmer, the baron
tells her how Alfred Crosby had
tergrapilcd OF her whereabouts,
aud how he had travelled night aud
day to reach her.
"Nhy did you do this - be says
rcproaehIully. "Conld you not have
trusted mU and rested in my love ~
"Bui lie told me in the presence
oil others that l WAS not your vi CO,
aud that when ! was married your
duty towards me would be discharg-
ed"
Little by little che baron con-
Vices the liglrtemperpd, foolish
gIl how wrong sue has i,een, what |
Jaeger she might have fallen into |
~ herr romantic escapade, and when
lle next day, having procured a
substitute TO teach the heated |
he starts home with her,
is a very penitent as well as hap |
" lady who sits beside him.
They both wonder how Alfred
)rOshy traced her, but it is not till
Ong afterwards that they learn.
Philip Carick means to forget the
yirl who has treated his love so
oddly, but to resolve is one thing
md 10 forget is another. He de-
'oIes himself to his profession, bur
Iard WORK produces wearineSs, not
orgetfulness.
Aud Orna--her heart tails her
Vhen she remembers her systematic
OldneSS toward one to whom she
Dds she has given her love, with.
mt any premeditatiOu on her part.
,ociety Welcomes her back with
pen arms, an open siege is made
Jr the capture of heart, but it is
selesS.
One day a letter is brought to
er, aud she hesitates before open.
lg the thick, creamy envelope.
Iaving done this, she reads:
Dear Miss HOlme-Perhaps iU is
OF Wise for me to write you this .
,tter. But what does it matter7
Why should l try to conceal that /
hich you already knowP | love :
on. l learned the lesson in those
eautiful days | spent at Stony !
oint, aud the lesson is one | shall ,
ever forget. l have tried TO forget
on, for you never gave me any en- /
luragement; but, my darling, If
on will let me try TO win your love,
itb The hope that some day | may
2 successiul, shall be perfectly
Ippy, for life holds for me no great /;
blessing than the hope of some !
me making you my wife. May / :
,me to yOui IT ! see you some :
mes ] will be patient and wait un- .
] you are willing TO hear all that
Ould say. | shall count the hours {
ltil your answer reaches me, and,
y love, If you can truthfully give /;
e a little word of hope, will YOU
1t do sOf PAILIP CARRICK. !
Orna shed happy tears over this /
tier; she thought be had forgot
N her, aud has been teaching her
If TO give hlm up, knowing that it I
her own fault that sue has lost
s love. Had she been less bitter
I'd cold he would have spoken be- :
re be parted. His letter is like !
Up OF water held to thirsty lips. d
earful OF betrayiug how much she Q
res for him, she writes briefly: n
You may come. l could not for 4
Il you. ORNA. b
Two days later Miss HOlme goes
1wn to the drawing room to meet
+. Carrick. He said in his letter h
at he would be patient aud wait, 2
It maH's love is never patient, and i
has waited too loug already. Per {
Ips something in the sweet face ?
she gives him her hand tells him q
at be need wait no longer, Tor be !
Oks down into ber eyes aud says
avely wfthOnt preface, "Win you
my wife = I
A last she yields, a prisoner OF i
re. Z